Chapter 2197 Leave It to Me Next

Xiaojiao slowly raised his sword. It seemed that there was only it and its sword in the world, and everything else was illusion.

As for Xiaojiao, in its eyes, there is only its knife.

There are no enemies, no taunts from enemies, and no worries from relatives.

With a sword in your hand, you can kill everything in the world with one sword. If one knife doesn't work, then two.

Xiaojiao launched his second sword, and this sword almost drained all the power from Xiaojiao's body, so that just after this sword was issued, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, and all the heroes were frightened. This knife was three points more terrifying than any previous knife.

"Boom!"

With one strike of the sword, the bell collapsed. The people under the big bell were chopped into pieces before they even had time to scream.

After the terrifying sword energy struck Zhu Ruzhen to death, it hit the ground, creating countless bright sparks.

The world was silent, and everyone held their breath.

The blood in Xiaojiao's mouth couldn't stop flowing out, but its body stood upright and its eyes were as sharp as swords. It slowly raised its right front foot and pointed its shining golden sword at the hero of the Gods.

This scene seemed to last forever. Countless heroes from the God Clan who were in the middle stage of Quasi-Emperor were overwhelmed by Xiaojiao's distant finger. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look at it.

Now even a fool can see that Xiaojiao is in trouble. However, no one dared to come out and fight.

Just like a tiger, even if it is about to die, as long as it still has its eyes open, no one dares to approach it.

Not only did Xiaojiao open his eyes, he also held up the knife. A knife that can cut a person in half at any time.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and after ten breaths, countless gasps of cold air rang out from the heaven and earth that were suddenly so quiet that one could hear the drop of a needle. Regardless of the human race, demon race, or god race, they were all deeply shocked by Xiaojiao's unparalleled and domineering power.

"Who among the gods dares to come out and fight!" Hong Hu roared. Because of excitement and anger, his voice became stronger and colder than ever before.

There was no change on the side of the God Clan. No one from the mid-term quasi-emperor stage stepped forward, and there were no more generals such as Bian Yangyan and Jin Buhuai.

The little horn won, easily, but thrillingly.

In Baidi City, unexpectedly no cheers broke out, and many people silently wiped their tears. Excited by the victory, moved by Xiaojiao's persistence.

The little horn used its petite body to withstand the protoss's continuous bombardment, and used its inconspicuous body to hold up a piece of blue sky for Jiuyang Continent.

Just like the demon ancestor in the last years of ancient times, with one man and one sword, he killed the world and the earth, and made the gods frightened. Until the last bit of strength was consumed, he still stood proudly between the heaven and the earth, with his long sword pointed directly at the sky.

At this moment, a long roar came from the direction of Huangdi City, and a stream of light was seen rushing towards this side like lightning.

"You haven't even fought against me, Jinlun, and it's too naive to think you can win this round!" A majestic voice resounded across the starry sky.

"Brother!" King Kong shouted with joy among the crowd of gods.

Hearing this, the expressions of all the people in Baidi City changed drastically.

King Kong has shown himself to be invincible in his own realm. How can his elder brother Jin Lun be just an ordinary person?

"The battle is over, you Gods have lost!" Hong Hu said in a low voice.

A ray of golden light fell in front of the protoss army, transforming into a burly man wearing a white robe. This man was somewhat similar to King Kong. He was the Jinlun who had made the rude remarks just now.

Jinlun glanced at Honghu and sneered: "It hasn't left the battlefield yet, how can it be said that the battle is over?"

Then Jinlun looked at Xiaojiao and said very shamelessly: "Surrender, you will be spared death!"

That domineering attitude made many masters in Baidi City so angry that the Three Corpse Gods jumped violently and smoke erupted from their seven orifices.

"Little guy, your mission is completed, come back and rest. Someone will kill him!" Lingyin looked at Xiaojiao and finished speaking, then glanced at Jinlun coldly.

"Bang!"

Xiaojiao inserted the knife into the scabbard, turned around and flew towards Baidi City.

"I think you'd better stay!"

A malicious look suddenly appeared on Jinlun's face. He moved and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Xiaojiao, then punched Xiaojiao away.

Xiaojiao was furious, drew out his knife, and struck out with his backhand.

"boom!"

The sword energy and the fist seal collided, and they both exploded.

Xiaojiao was so shocked that he coughed up blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.

Xiaojiao, who is already at the end of his strength, has a hard time dealing with the average mid-stage quasi-emperor masters, let alone the best in the same realm like Jin Lun.

With a sneer on his lips, Jinlun raised his fist and punched Xiaojiao again.

His huge fist was three times bigger than Xiaojiao's body.

Suddenly, a large area of ​​the void collapsed, and the punch enveloped dozens of miles. Xiaojiao couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.

Countless screams came from the direction of Baidi City. Xiao Diao, Horned Dragon, Han Fengwu, etc. were so frightened that their hearts almost jumped out. Only Lingyin had very cold eyes and a cold look on his lips.

Just as Jinlun's fist was about to hit Xiaojiao's body, suddenly the void in front of Xiaojiao exploded, and a fist bombarded out.

This fist was covered with black flames and purple thunder and lightning. The black flames were demonic, and the purple lightning exuded a terrifying and destructive aura.

"boom!"

The two fists collided with each other, and Jin Lun's indestructible fist exploded into pieces. Then that fist shattered Jin Lun's arm like a broken bamboo and hit Jin Lun's chest.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jinlun's body flew out, hitting the god's army hard. The clothes on his chest were shattered, leaving a terrifying fist mark.

At this time, people saw a man in black stepping out of the void, reaching out to hold the little horn. A smile suddenly appeared on his stern face, just like a ray of sunshine suddenly appeared on the eternal glacier. generally.

"Little guy, you are already great, leave it to me next." The man in black said softly.

Xiaojiao grinned, and a hint of joy flashed in his dim eyes. Suddenly, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The little guy is really tired. The reason he can persist until now is entirely because of his unwillingness to admit defeat.

A bolt of bolts rushed out from the man's hand, and he held Xiaojiao's body and flew towards Baidi City. He glanced at Han Fengwu, Sun Dahou, Xiao Diao, Horned Dragon, etc. one by one, and nodded slightly.

Then, the man turned around and looked in the direction of the God Clan master.

The smile on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by unspeakable gloom, and the tenderness in his eyes was instantly replaced by coldness.

The moment he turned around, he seemed to be a different person.